Ever since the eldest and third young masters of the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan had fallen in battle, and with their ancestor on his last legs, the entire clan had descended into internal strife. The makeup of a Golden Immortal force was exceedingly complex.
There were many branches of power within it alone, and each branch controlled considerable forces of its own.
Not even the clan chief could personally attend to every matter. The Profound Origin Scorpion Clan had already been showing signs of decline, but with the Golden Immortal's suppression, along with the three young masters holding things down, nothing had appeared amiss.
But ever since the eldest and third young masters were gone, the internal conflict had erupted in full.
Countless branches began breaking away from the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan. Simply leaving was not enough for them—they also looted the place viciously before they went.
Then they took their wealth and fled far away.
Simply put, the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan was too busy saving itself to deal with those people at all.
Even the subsidiary forces that had once belonged to the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan began making constant little moves, each one testing the clan's bottom line.
Xuan Tian, the publicly acknowledged next clan chief, felt as though his head was about to explode. The vast majority of the clan's affairs, from top to bottom, had fallen onto his shoulders.
Yet his prestige was insufficient, and he could not command those people at all, leaving him harried and overwhelmed.
Here, just after Xuan Tian had mobilized vast resources to activate the teleportation array and send Li Changsheng away, people came up behind him demanding resources.
"Young Master, we have no choice either. A huge number of soldiers below need to cultivate, and various equipment and